Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray were

"Ah --"

pain in her palm brought her

crumpled because of the pain and

Brody forcibly.

ordered coldly, frowning.

pieces out, he had to cut them in

Would hurt.

the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled abruptly.

to see her in such a

"No --"

point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand

almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her

she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held by

stained

eyes, which were full of fear and

"You know it hurts?"

cry. It's none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let

from the chair to the ground stiffly,

red by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

of threatening this

much more stubborn

"No --"

shook her

him coldly, "Brody, are you

looked at him ironically.

It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded by

cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed her on it.

me to care about you? How Shamless you are!

He snorted.

he was still so furious that he tightly pressed on

tie you up

continued to

much and the bleeding had not

as if she

"A little bit painful..."

said with

skipped a beat when he saw the wound.

little pain flashed through her

but she was still unwilling to fall to the ground.

didn't say anything but stared

you feel painful,

at her. Then he made up his mind

knife at the wound on her

be stabbed into

fear rose from the

her own thought was

her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her

"Hmm --"

stuck in her palm, Tracy almost

teeth, she

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand and

didn't know whether it was her tears or

hand held the hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But

pierced the knife a few inches

pain in her palm seemed to affect her whole body.

the knife cutting her

tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help

finally could not help bursting

cut and

to cry out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he